Rest 28
The night was cool and the bell rang for the twelfth time.
By the time Long Hongguang came back from the toilet, the number of empty wine bottles in front of Yagaquan had increased to five. The young man with cat's eyes could recognize at a glance that there were white, red and beer bottles in them.
"You've drunk too much," Zhu Fu Jingguang lowered his eyes, stepped forward and patted the right shoulder of his partner in this mission. The body under his hand did not feel stiffness or the obstruction of disguise materials... Most of the vague worries and dissatisfaction in his heart dissipated. Was his previous suspicion just unnecessary? No matter what, he had to complete this mission. "Which one..." He turned to the group of people who were lying on their backs and still wanted to compete with Yagaquan in drinking. "Can you still drink? If not, forget it."
"Yes...Yes! Why not!" No man could bear it after hearing these words. The man on the other side struggled to get up and muttered with a big tongue, "I...hiccup, I even survived the death game of Huiren Society..."
"Death Game?" Yagaquan quietly rubbed his belly. This time, he was responsible for attracting firepower and obtaining intelligence, while Zhufu Jingguang took the opportunity to sneak in. If it weren't for this group of people keeping a close eye on him, he wouldn't have really drunk it. "Brother, have you ever participated in it?"
"I haven't seen anyone go in." Both parties in the conversation seemed to be in a state of confusion. At least Long Hongguang had replaced both cups with warm water, but the people who drank it didn't notice. "You know," Long Hongguang remembered that the information here was provided by Tasmania Yu. The person who was talking to Yagaquan was even a former criminal policeman. "You know... those believers just like to be crazy..."
The former criminal policeman's body gradually slid down from the chair, about to be folded into a pile with his brothers, but he still insisted on finishing the last message, "Huiren Society is like this, Gospel House is like this, and that... what, the crows who are pursuing immortality," his eyes gradually narrowed, "Little brother, you can really drink... I admire you, those believers always like to make... choose one of two, kill each other and survive in the end... in order to get favor, saying that God likes it, those crows will plunder everywhere, and want to take away the good things when they see them... Let me tell you..."
"Be careful Karasuma Ren."
As soon as he finished saying this, I don’t know if he did it on purpose or if he really couldn’t hold on any longer, but he fell to the ground, and soon after, snoring sounds were heard.
"Urasuma Ren?" Zhu Fushigami frowned. He quickly retrieved relevant information in his mind, "Didn't the rich man already forty years ago--"
"It's fine in any way..." Yagaquan covered his slightly swollen belly and stood up. His calves were still a little shaky. He felt as if his stomach had swallowed millions of butterflies. Every movement of the arthropods brought him unbearable nausea. "I'm going to the toilet, He Xi," he glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang and noticed that the latter's hands were shaking unconsciously, as if he wanted to reach out. "My bladder is going to explode, you go back first--"
"I'll help you go—"
"Hexi," Yagaquan interrupted Long Hongguang's thoughtless speech, and forced a smile on his ordinary face, "Go back."
"...yes."
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